Volcano Dream

On December 27, 2015, I woke from a quick, vivid dream. In the dream, I was standing on a viewpoint hill in Eastern Washington State. It was a vantage that I don’t believe exists in the natural because I could see all of the Cascade mountain peaks in Washington and Oregon. Nearly simultaneously, all of the large peaks became active volcanoes. The first to erupt was Mt. Rainier, and it’s plume was the largest. But directly following, all of the peaks began sending up large ash plumes. From where I stood, I could see a line of erupting volcanoes from north to south. Though I was far away, I could feel the shaking of the earth and I could hear the rumble of the explosions. I had a sense that the ash would come my way. I understood that in the few minutes before the plume would reach me, all I should do was prepare.

I do not have a clear idea if this was a warning dream of an actual physical event. It is possible. But is it also possible that this dream has spiritual implications for the church?

According to Hebrews 12, we are receiving a Kingdom that cannot be shaken. Over the past several years, I have watched with sadness at the shaking that is occurring within the American church. I have sensed that God is currently removing what can be shaken—so that what cannot be shaken will remain. God is clearly refining. He is separating wheat from chaff. Can you feel it? He is building strong foundations under our feet, but much of this has been through trial and testing. God is building an unshakable kingdom in His people so that we are girded and prepared, tested and found strong for whatever comes.  

In the weeks previous to the volcano dream, I had been contemplating Daniel 12:7, “when the power of the holy people has been finally broken, all of these things will be completed.” When I asked the Lord directly, “Lord, what does this mean?” He answered me, “It must. It must. It must be broken.” In that moment, I felt his extreme sorrow. His heart is broken because of what He must do. At this, I started to cry. I sat for a while like this, my hand clutching my heart because it hurt. I said to Him, “Oh Lord, it’s overwhelming. It’s breaking my heart. I can’t imagine how it must break yours.” And I asked Him, “What’s next, Lord? I want my heart to align with yours, but I am worried about many things.” Peace came quickly. I stopped crying. He answered me with love, a surprising, “Oh! How He loves us!” kind-of-love. He is brokenhearted over what must be done. But oh, how he loves.  

Seek Him now. Find your rest and refuge in Him. Only Him. He alone is righteous, and He will do what He must. But if you dwell in the shelter of the Most High, you will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. God is your refuge and fortress.

Psalm 91:1-2

Psalm 50: 1-6

Jeremiah 23: 1-6

Haggai 2: 6-9

Hebrews 12: 25-29


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